Orphanage House

The next morning he woke up feeling frightened just because of that bad dream and now his body was sweating.

"Again that dream"

Feroz while getting up was talking to himself.

He went straight to the washroom which was built nearby his shack and after coming back from the washroom he took another dress from a shopping bag he keeps his dresses in.

While running from the orphanage house a few years back he stole some clothes from the orphanage house and with the help of those clothes and a few sticks, he gathered from a nearby forest and built his shack.

For the past 5 years, in a city which he was completely unaware of, a city named Multan, he spent all his days stealing and surviving but now he was fed up with this routine and had decided to visit the orphanage house to find documents that could reveal his true identity.

He after taking medicine to lessen the pain started packing his shack after taking sticks out from it with the help of which shack was standing. After packing the shack he took all his things and started his journey towards the city he came from, the city his orphanage house was in.

He was heading towards Abbottabad, a city that was surrounded by mountains and was so beautiful that can gain the attention of anyone visiting it but for Feroz, that beautiful city had nothing to offer him except those bad dreams and memories he made while spending the early years of his life in that orphanage house.

Feroz after walking 5 miles reached the railway station and bought a ticket for Abbottabad with the money he stole last night from a medical store. After 1 to 2 hours of waiting, the train finally reached the station and he sat on it.

The train took almost 5 hours to reach a city named Rawalpindi from where he sat on a bus that took him towards Abbottabad. The bus arrived in Abbottabad in 3 hours and he with some painful smile came out of the bus and headed towards a rickshaw standing nearby the bus station.

He asked the rickshaw driver to take him to the orphanage house known as the "Roshan Orphanage house". The rickshaw driver agreed and moved his rickshaw towards the route to that orphanage house. After 30 minutes they reached the house and Feroz after giving the fare to the rickshaw driver took his luggage and headed towards the main gate of the Orphanage house.

"At last I am here after so many years"

Feroz said to himself and opened the main gate. there was no one standing and he was surprised because when he ran from this orphanage house there was always a guard standing outside the main gate for protection but now there was no one. He after taking a deep breath stepped towards the main door of the house. House was not in the same condition he had seen the last time he left it.

The house consists of two floors with a garden and a rest house for some guests who visit there to adopt orphans. But everything was now covered with dust. Feroz was now getting frightened after looking at the appearance of the house but still managed to knock on the main door of the house which was locked.

He knocked on the door thrice but no one responded. Feroz was now thinking that maybe there was no one living there now and started walking back towards the main gate. Suddenly he heard someone walking and he looked towards the main door......

The door opened slowly......he was watching towards the door and was in shock after looking at the person who opened the door.

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